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Only the pilot and a few flight attendants remained at the mouth of the cave, their faces still filled with hesitation as they stared nervously at the backs of their companions who had already taken. off running.
Finally, they gritted their teeth, made up their minds, and stepped out of the cave. The moment they plunged into the forest, a deafening explosion erupted behind them.
The cave that had served as their refuge was swallowed in an instant by thick, heavy firepower- and in the next breath, it collapsed completely, reduced to rubble and shattered stone.
The pilot and attendants quickly turned away, eyes wide with lingering terror.
That was close.
If they’d hesitated just a second longer, they would’ve been blown to bits with the cave.
A delayed sense of relief hit them–Dominic’s little sister had made the right call, just in time.
Otherwise, the consequences would’ve been unthinkable.
At the front of the group, Jean was being pulled along by Ludwig as they raced ahead at full speed.
They had heard the explosion too.
“We’ve been made,” Ludwig said calmly. There was no change in his expression, but something dark and sharp flickered in his eyes as the words left his mouth, quiet and casual.
Jean pressed her lips together. Her gut had been right all along.
Staying in the cave would’ve been suicide.
But still these people were more dangerous than she’d expected. Not just guns, they had bombs too?
—
To flatten a cave that size, they must’ve packed it full of explosives…
Suddenly a burst of gunfire rang out, jarring and abrupt!
Bullets sliced through the thick forest, though it was unclear where they landed. They were close -just barely missed their
group…
It was clear now. They were moving targets, all of them. The cave had been bombed, and now, even their escape into the woods hadn’t shaken off the gunfire. Every move they made felt like it was being watched.
Jean couldn’t help but look back-
She froumed at the eight of Reson and Dominic hushind them
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Dominic lay on Bryson’s back, his sharp black hair falling over his eyes, hiding his expression.
Right now, he looked fragile–like a glass doll ready to shatter at the slightest touch.
Bryson, carrying him, clenched his jaw tight, eyes full of grit; it looked like he was already using every ounce of his strength.
Neither of them had any way to defend themselves if they were targeted.
And yet those ruthless bullets might sweep through their area any second now.
Jean bit her lip and glanced worriedly at Ludwig. “They’ve already locked onto our position.”
Ludwig stayed calm, eyes steady. “I know.”
Jean lowered her gaze, her eyes clouded with a growing darkness. “I mean, we need to do something.”
“Even if you’re fast, even if you can protect yourself–and me,” she said, her lips moving steadily, her voice level and clear despite the tension, “you can’t protect the others behind us.”
Ludwig’s brow twitched. He seemed to be catching on to what Jean was thinking, but he still played dumb, asking, “So?”
“So,” Jean said, suddenly breaking into a smile, her eyes burning with a fierce, reckless determination, “let’s be the decoys.”
Her expression was eerily calm.
“The two of us will draw their fire and buy the others a chance to escape.”
“Yeah, I know it’s dangerous. But I believe in you. You’ll find a way to keep both of us alive.”
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